Jayla Fatu Novels & Stories

“It’s fine. They’re not guests, but family. Has Layla left?” “They should be landing in the next three hours.” “Layla isn’t in the country?” Ruth asked, surprised. “Yes, she just flew out, and it worries me whether she’ll be fine.” “Father, she’s not a child. It’s her first time, but that doesn’t mean she can’t take care of herself,” Jade chimed in, putting on a sweet tone in front of Adrian—but he didn’t even spare her a glance. He sighed. “Alright. I’ll give her a call once she lands. Thank you, Adrian.”

Ayla: My name is Maria Ayla. My loved and closed ones call me Ayla. I'm 20 years old and I'm 5'3". I'm from Chennai, South India. Currently pursuing my BE at Mumbai. My dad is super cool and mom is sweet but strict at times and I have one annoying little brother Riyo. He maybe younger than me but always acts as a older brother. I have lots of friends but only 2 of them are I'm so close with. You all already know them I guess. I don't wanna bore you with that again.

Marcus asks. Keturah turns to me. “Jovita, Tara was the short for Keturah”. She turned back to the crowd. “Jovita is not an outcast, and the match between her and Jayden is one I ordained myself. They're two extraordinary beings that would rule our world, and bring back the lost era of the werewolf kind. Jovita is my biological daughter, and your next moon goddess”. “What?” Jayden says in shock. “Oh my gawd”, I say out loud as the tears start to pour down my cheeks. The crowd starts to mumble among themselves.

Lyra My father is a respected husband and father, a model citizen, a role model to the youth, and a revered elder of our pack. Yet from the first day I was born, he wanted me dead. I thought getting married to Alpha Damian was going to protect me from him, but his long hands of hatred still reached me there. And now, because of him, my husband wants me dead. My name is Elyra Forte and I am on the run. My breath came in ragged gasps, each step sending sharp jolts of pain through my body. The weight of my pregnancy slowed me down, but I couldn’t stop. I couldn’t risk being caught—not now, not ever.

Now that they’re grown up, they don’t even know they still look alike. Meanwhile, Furtiza had arrived at the airport. Her flight was about to take off. “Hey! Elijah. You’re here!” Fatima greeted Furtiza. “Look at you! You’re so beautiful and now you’re flying to America. What happened? How did you suddenly become so successful?!” Fatima asked snidely. “This girl’s crazy, ugh!” muttered Furtiza under her breath, as she passed by Fatima and just sat in the seat where she was supposed to be.

"How are things going with the student committee, Tasha?" Tyra Fury, Isaac's mother, puts down her wine glass and looks at me with a friendly smile. If I didn't know she was forty-five, I would never have guessed her age. There isn't a single wrinkle on her face. It's unnaturally smooth, like a rubber dolls. She could easily be thirty or fifty. Like me, she used to be the chair of the student committee, so she loves to ask me about its activities.

“Look at her! She’s… she’s…” “Fat,” Celeste supplied helpfully from the crowd, her voice sweet as poison. “The word you’re looking for is fat, Alpha.” Derek pointed at her. “Yes! Thank you, Celeste. She’s too fat to be my Luna!” The words hit me like a physical blow. I wrapped my arms around my middle instinctively, trying to hide the soft curves that had always made me feel wrong. Broken. Less than. I wasn’t skinny like Celeste with her perfect model figure and delicate bones. I was curvy—wide hips, thick thighs, a soft stomach that no amount of skipped meals ever seemed to shrink.

photograph with flowers symbol of death Maya did not reply to her brother; In few moments her parents came and they took her home. Maya felt her vision blurred with tears when she laid on the bed that night; the big packet of various tablets with a glass of milk was kept on the nightstand; she was supposed to take that and sleep the night off; Everything she ever worked for seemed to go in vain. Maya was one of the lucky students who completed graduation at the age of 19; She wanted to be a model and next week was her audition for a modeling reality show.

Makahi knew his Luna would make the right decision but it would be her decision to make. Ji’lahni looked at the girls and each of them rolled their eyes having a silent conversation that no one could follow but them. Ji’lahni walked up to Nyla and stared into her eyes. Nyla tried to face her with no fear but failed because that was her Luna, and her aura was getting stronger every day. “look, I’m going to be real with you, I don’t like nor trust you. But we need this fool in order to help us find my family and possibly save Oceanna. You have had a problem of not being able to keep your mouth close when we talk about her. Which will be a problem for you because I will not stop Mina the next t

ISABELLA'S POV He came back unusually quiet today, I wondered what must have gone wrong with the outing with Chris, he barely replied Mary's greeting so I didnt bother greeting him. I walked silently to my room, I looked at my reflection in the mirror, I had changed, I had grown more Beautiful, fairer and full-cheeked, my hair finally relaxed more than it ever had, Canada hair stylist magic. I picked my phone to surf the internet, I was bored. Scrolling through my I*******m feed, I stumbled across a post from Tyler Perry, advertising his first black series, which he would be producing and directing, The Tyler PERRY'S SISTER'S. It was premiering in Los Angeles, and its first cinema appearance